My Triplet Brothers Begged Me Back
Her daughter clung sleepily to her neck.
"Lily had a wonderful time," she replied. "We'll have to get the girls together again soon."
I waved as they drove away, the sun setting behind their car.
As I turned to go back inside, I spotted Matthew, Daniel, and William standing in the shadows of a distant tree.
My heart skipped a beat. I froze on the front step, unable to move or speak.
That year, I was forty-six, and they were approaching sixty.
Time had not been kind to any of them. Daniel's once-handsome face was lined with deep wrinkles. William's broad shoulders were now stooped with age.